Has he lost his mind?
Hey, man! What are you trying to do?
What's wrong with him?
He's lost his mind.
Holi has no meaning this year.
It feels like our families have sent us away like lifeless letters.
Didn't even bother to add an address.
Don't we have anyone to turn to for help?
If I speak, you'll say I talk too much.
Our hunk is head over heels in love.
Neither did he achieve his goal nor did he let us!
Said he'd marry her before the month is over!
But he failed! Now, just wait and watch your friends.
Something as delicate as love won't go inside your head. Sorry for you.
Stop throwing your spanner into everything that works.
Kannu.
My spanner is one which sets the machines working, you know.
I'm off to see her now. Let's see who stops me.
Bhupesh!
It's the spring festival today.
As with the colors it's a free-for-all, love!
Touch her, and you'll see me.
Don't you meddle anymore? You were given a chance.
You did nothing. Now it's my turn.
Be out of my way.
Come into my arms, my love.
Today we're free.
-This is our chance. -And here's tradition.
Police.
-What's on, troublemakers? -Just dancing. It's Spring festival.
-How about a spot of color? -No. I'm on duty.
Go on then. Let us dance.
Have it.
Shall I say something?
Go on.
Hope you don't mind.
No. Go on.
I don't like seeing you like this…
I mean in outfits like these.
What kind would you like?
Plain and simple.
And no make-up.
A simple dot on your forehead.
Lots of glass bangles… clinking.
A light shade of kohl in the eyes.
In my eyes…
The kohl.
In the kohl…
My heart.
In my eyes…
The kohl.
In the kohl…
My heart. Let me hold you in my heart.
In your hair…
Fragrance.
Fragrant with…
You.
In your hair…
Fragrance.
Fragrant with…
You. Take me in your arms.
You, my budding flower,
I'd love to see you blossom.
After you have blossomed
I will love holding you.
The look in your eyes are intoxicating.
And my dot shines bright.
The dot you wear…
…is a mirror.
In the mirror…
…lives my love.
The dot you wear…
…is a mirror.
-In the mirror… -…Lives my love.
Come my love, let me hold you within my heart.
Let me hold you in my heart.
How did
we come together?
Something new
stirs inside me.
May you always look so fresh! May I always be in love with you!
This is the life I want.
What is life?
Desire.
What is desire?
Life.
What is life?
Desire.
-What is desire? -Life.
Let us live forever in desire.
Let me hold you in my heart forever.
In my eyes…
The kohl.
In the kohl…
My heart.
In my eyes…
The kohl.
-In the kohl… -My heart.
Let me hold you in my heart.
Tea ready. Want it now?
Over here.
He doesn't even reply properly.
Want the tea in your music room? Or now?
Right now.
Timsi.
Yes, auntie?
Your uncle seems lost in his tunes.
-Go and give him tea. -He's incorrigible.
Uncle, you look great as you are. Now don't spoil your looks.
Business, darling.
One day, I'll let the cat out of the bag.
You know nothing about music.
You're just conning those women.
Women needn't be conned. They are born that way.
Auntie!
Don't you scream! You'll scare my students away.
Tell me something, why do you teach only women?
Food for thought and peace of mind.
Good for the heart.
Did you call me just now?
Not in pain of death would I dare!
Take this.
I'm late. My disciples must be waiting for me.
Out of my way now.
What should I do my love…
…he did not come.
Greetings.
You must be Kanyakumari, right?
Yes, master.
Not master. Call me as Guru.
Tailors make masters.
In music, you have a guru.
Forgive me, guruji.
Slip of the tongue.
Never mind.
Now what do you wish to learn? Classical or pop?
-Classical, guruji. -Indeed!
-Then let's begin. -May the Gods bless me!
First, what's the difference between classical and pop?
-What? -Very little difference.
Just sing along.
What should I do my love…
…he did not come.
Sing that.
Go on. Don't feel shy.
What should I do my love…
…he did not come.
Good… excellent.
-What you just sang is pop. -Sure, pop.
-Now try classical. -Classical, right.
Now imagine there's a piece of sweet stuck inside your mouth.
-Sweet! -Don't you eat it?
It's meant for staying stuck.
Now imagine you're singing and trying to eat it at the same time.
-How? -Like this.
What should I do my love…
…he did not come.
What should I do my love…
…he did not come.
-Very good. -It's tough!
You understand music now?
-You don't…? -Not a bit.
What you can understand isn't classical.
Hello.
Your telephone bills are killing me!
Sorry Uncle.
We'll miss the train! Please!
How long will you take for your make-up?
I'm done. You're always nitpicking about my make-up.
I better do. Else, everyone is going to be after you.
Come on, now.
I'm famished! How about snacks, Mom?
-What would you like? -A half-boiled egg.
-No fries. -I'm getting too fat.
Hello.
I am Timsi calling.
Hi, Timsi.
Where are you calling from? I can't hear you.
From the train terminus.
-Why the terminus? -I'm going to Allahabad.
My cousin is getting married. I'll be back after 4 days.
Okay, bye.
Where's Timsi? The train is about to leave.
She wanted to make an important call.
Always on the phone!
She should become a telephone operator.
The train is whistling!
Run!
Timsi! Where have you been?
Oh, Uncle…
Stop calling me as uncle!
Uncle…
We're late! And don't you uncle me! Now come on.
Hello, Saxena speaking.
Make sure that you're home early.
Oh, the lady of the house.
I'm coming home straight this evening. I'm not going anywhere else.
I haven't got anyone else to go home to.
The hell with it.
Why are you angry…? What's the matter?
You're always busy making money. What use is it?
If something happens to my son, I'll never forgive you.
Why, what's the matter?
He hasn't eaten since yesterday.
He has locked himself up in his room.
I knock, and I knock, and there's no answer!
-Tell me, what are you doing now? -Calling you, what else?
Say what, drop the damn telephone
and start praying.
I'll be over in a jiffy.
God help me!
Well what…?
Let me read your pulse, son.
Open your mouth. Show me your tongue.
Wider.
Tell me, do you feel like setting the world on fire?
And you feel something weighing down on your heart…?
Tell me, you hate everything… you hate eating…
-and you hate your friends…? -How did you know that, Dad?
And sad songs… maybe that's what you like?
-Yes, but how did you know…? -You want to cry your heart out?
Exactly dad…
But how do you know?
You are in love and that's your ailment.
The disease is called Love-aria.
A dangerous strain.
Some 20 to 22 years ago, I suffered it too.
And what you want to know is how she's taking it.
Right! How is she taking it?
Let your mother tell you that.
Mom… mom.
Tea is coming up. She's getting tea for me.
My darling wife is getting tea for me.
Have it.
What happened to Timsi?
Same thing that happens to girls of her age.
What?
That which never happens to you.
Stop talking in riddles and tell me.
Love.
She is in love.
How do you know?
All I have to do is comparing her and you.
Remember those love-lures?
When the men fall in love, and they lose their heads…
…that's how they behave.
Incidentally, it's this girl who is losing her mind?
But where's the boyfriend?
-Good morning. -Very good morning.
When is the train from Allahabad expected to arrive?
At 11:20.
The train will come, won't it?
What…?
I was just confirming.
I forgot to ask you which platform the train will stop at?
-Number nine. -Nine. Thanks.
And where would the first class compartment be?
Fourth from the engine.
Any chance it'd be the fourth from the rear?
No way.
4th from the engine.
Thanks. You are very kind.
-Are you sleeping? -I was. What is it?
I just wanted to know what time the train from Allahabad arrives.
Can't you read it for yourself? Don't waste my time.
-Which platform? -Read.
And the first class compartment… at least tell me that…
I'll report you for sleeping on duty!
Hello.
The train from Allahabad arrives at 11:20 on platform 9.
The first class compartment is the fourth from the engine.
-Anything else? -Thanks.
But you've already told me that. I just want to know at which…
…station does the train from Allahabad halt before this one? And at what time?
Dadar. At 11:00.
-And before that? -Kalyan. At 10:00.
And before that, at Igatpuri. Before that, Nashik.
And then on to Allahabad.
Bad upbringing.
-The train from Allahabad? -Yes.
Timsi.
Hi.
This is getting serious. She might be getting seizures!
Look at her waving… as if she's possessed!
Pay up, man.
If I get fined at this rate, I'll end up selling my harmonium!
I'd rather see her…
…married.
Wedding? Yours…?
Yes, daddy.
We're getting married.
How long have the two of you known each other?
Not too long.
And you're in love with each other?
Yes, dad.
Maybe this isn't love?
Maybe it's just an infatuation…
It might wear off in time, you know.
Maybe the attraction will wane…?
Maybe this is love, dad.
-Are you certain? -Sure.
What about you, Timsi?
Yes.
Now don't get me wrong.
You people are young and impressionable.
Getting married is quite different from being in love.
A marriage is no joke.
It's a bond, a responsibility a social obligation.
You aren't old enough to come to terms with it.
First stand on your own feet.
In the meantime, you'll get to know each other better.
Then if you still want it, there will be a wedding.
We are in love.
What's the excuse for waiting?
We aren't your enemies, son.
You are our only son.
We want to see you married but at the right time.
And you'll have a grand wedding.
No.
We've decided against an extravagant wedding.
We don't want to spend money for showing off.
We don't believe in tradition.
We've decided.
We're getting married in court.
If you've decided for yourselves,
why are you asking us?
Go and do whatever you wish.
But we'll have nothing to do with it.
Congratulations on your wedding.
Thank you, sir.
Congratulations! Now you're Mrs. Saxena.
God bless you! The sweets… first for the bridegroom.
Next please.
God bless you.
For you, dear.
Thank you.
Put it on her.
We had such dreams about your wedding.
But if this is the way you like it, then let it be done this way.
Go on, take a holiday.
In the meantime I'll talk to your dad.
Here… a gift from mom.
No pulling chains on the flight!
Your uncle isn't paying the fines.
There are no chains on aeroplanes!
You didn't get the joke!
Yes please.
-Excuse me. -Greetings.
A shampoo, please.
What'd you like?
After the shampoo.
-How much? -Six.
-Thank you. -You are welcome.
Aspirin?
Toothpaste, please.
Three rupees.
What are you looking for?
Married?
Newly…
25 cents.
Your change…
Say it with your eyes
This is the season…
This is the season of love
Say it with your eyes
This is the season…
This is the season of love
This is the season to blossom
In each other's embrace
This is the season to blossom
Say it with your eyes
This is the season…
This is the season of love
WE AREN'T HUNGRY!
Oh, my dear Kannu, oh my love!
Don't stop me
Listen to me…
Touch me with love
Touch my heart
Touch me with love
Touch my heart
I see nothing but you
And the passions flow
Come…
Come, touch my tresses
This is the season…
This is the season of love
This is the season to blossom
In each other's embrace
I have you but yet
Why my heart yearns
I have you but yet
Why my heart yearns
I have you but yet
I thirst for you
Touch me with
The fire on your lips
This is
The season of love.
There is love in your eyes.
This is the season of love.
Isn't your son coming for breakfast?
He's out with Timsi.
Still romancing the outdoors?
Where is he?
Why do you want a loan? You already have millions.
My father is the one who has the millions. Not I.
Oh, I see.
Please go through the project report.
If you want to finance it, fine.
Else, I'll go to another bank.
You know my husband is very ambitious.
He wants to prove himself.
I am convinced about that. Would you like a cup of tea?
No. Thank you.
We'll leave now.
Let me know what have you can do at earliest.
Don't worry. I'll try my best.
I'll take this with me.
-Greeting. -Greeting.
So how far you will go?
What's wrong, dad?
You don't care about my status! And you ask, what's wrong?
If you needed money, you could've asked me.
Why did you go asking for loans?
I could ask you for the money.
But I didn't want to ask you.
What's come over you?
What are you trying to prove?
I'm not trying to prove anything.
And nothing has come over me.
Please try to understand me, dad.
I don't want to live in the shadow of Ram Prasad Saxena.
I want to come out on my own, as Karan Saxena.
Let me face life, daddy.
Let me face the world.
If I lose out, I'll come back to you, dad.
But let me try.
Aren't you being too harsh?
He's still a child.
That's just what I am saying.
He's fresh out of college.
And he wants to start an advertising agency.
-Any news of Ms. Nisha? -I'm sorry, Karan…
From what I hear about her, it'd be tough roping her in.
How come?
Freelancers don't believe in sticking to one place.
Besides, she's very moody.
And very talented.
That's why every agency wants her.
We need someone as famous, and as influential as her.
We're new. So get her… anyhow.
Bigger agencies have already offered her fat pay-packets.
-Have you contacted her? -I haven't been able to locate her.
Oh my God! You couldn't even find a location!
Then I shall.
Excuse me.
Is this Shalimaar Apartment?
If you try hard, you'd even find God!
I called her up her residence she doesn't pick up the phone.
No one knows where she is!
I've gone mad trying to find her!
This Nisha is really elusive!
Excuse me. You live here, right?
Can you tell me where Ms. Nisha lives?
The top floor.
I've been looking for her forever!
She's the only thing on my mind!
But I'm not giving up until I've found her.
Sorry to bother you, but which apartment?
There she is.
Nisha.
-Excuse me. -Yeah.
Please come in.
Which means… you?
I don't know your name…
…but you sure know mine. I'm Nisha.
I…
Please be seated.
Forgive me…
I kept blabbering as…
I was mad, you know.
Not mad at you… but mad at myself.
So
what can I do for you?
If you don't say yes, I'm ruined!
I've just set up shop. An advertising agency.
I want you to join me. Oh it's a request, you know.
And I'm not used to taking no for an answer.
I'll go on a hunger strike if you refuse.
Look, I'll give you whatever you want.
2000… 2500…
Well, alright. 3000. But please don't say no!
4000, if that's what you want. I can't afford more!
I'll be forced to shut down! Please!
I'll take the job.
For 2000.
Really?
Well, thanks.
My name is Karan… here's my card.
Bye. Thank you.
Memories…
of another day.
Sometimes I can't even remember my name.
Funny. Mr. Guru.
So what do you think, Mr. Guru?
About you? Or about your name?
What are you doing, Mr. Guru?
In classical music…
…you must first learn the rhythm.
This lesson is about rhythm.
How interesting?
My Mom is all praise for you.
Says, classical music soothes the heart.
Have you ever heard classical music?
Once. Masters Ravi Shankar and Akbar Ali Khan were playing a duet.
The crescendo was great!
So soothing!
Soothe me!
Yes, I will bring you peace.
-Did you call me? -No!
Look, your time's up.
-Oh, no. -Oh, yes.
Please come back tomorrow.
Not to worry. We're hitting the papers tomorrow.
Bye.
Fooled me!
Day one, and she's still missing!
How will the client react now?
Karan Saxena killed… by a woman!
Hey, Shambhu, Ms.Nisha. I mean have you seen a lady?
Any callers for me?
There's a lady. She's been here for quite some time.
Where is she?
In the Art section.
Why didn't you tell me earlier?
Good morning, boss.
Oh, good morning.
Very good morning.
Busy?
You can see it.
Oh yes, I can see it.
Okay. See you.
Your advertising is ready boss.
Well that's wonderful!
Thank you, Ms. Nisha. Thank you very much.
You just saved my neck!
Shambhu, come here.
Rush! Take a cab. Get over to the ad dept in Times of India.
Give this to him. Rush!
Oh my God. I'm in trouble.
Sorry to be late! I'm ashamed of myself!
I drove so fast! I'm sweating! I'm sorry!
I'm sorry.
You are looking beautiful.
I've been waiting for an hour!
If you didn't want to see this movie, why didn't you call up and say so?
The film has already started!
But English movies begin after the interval.
Not one word!
-I want to see a whole film! -This movie is great! I swear!
I was just calling your apartment.
I thought you might've forgotten…
How could I?
From the court, I rushed over to the market…
…for this washer worth 10 cents.
The cab cost me 10 bucks.
I'll reimburse you.
May I expect anything more?
How about coffee?
Sure. After I've taken care of your leaking faucet.
Bhishm.
Yes, ma'am.
I've taken up a job.
And when are you kicking it?
Not this one.
As if I don't know you.
Did you say something?
I've been trying for five years.
Not that you'll listen.
You make me work like a slave.
The fan stops working and here I am.
Something goes wrong with your phone, and my phone starts ringing.
A loose screw in your tape recorder, and you tighten the screws on me.
But now a word about the most important topic in our lives.
Coffee.
Thanks.
Thank you.
You're wet all over.
A cold at the worst.
But it won't kill me.
I'm not lucky enough.
What is the reason for this load of rhetoric today?
Just heard it today?
You want dinner?
-Are you serious? -Yes!
What's on the menu?
As far as I know…
…dinner for you is two sandwiches and a cup of black coffee.
Not my cup of tea.
Four crisp tandoori rotis and a curry of black lentil for me.
Bye.
Bhishm.
-I'll call you tomorrow. -Make sure that you call.
-We'll go out tomorrow evening. -Surely, we will go.
It's a quarter to ten! Hurry up!
Why can't you wait for 5 minutes? I have loads of work to do at home!
Come on time if you want to come with me.
I've important meetings.
You have already made one a fool.
Always stand in front of dressing table.
Even you got me.
Why do girls go to beauty parlor even after they are married?
To stay pretty enough to ward off competition.
Here comes your beauty parlor.
Go on. Make yourself prettier.
-Bye. -Bye.
See you.
Taxi.
Good morning.
Come on.
Okay.
Something wrong, Ms. Nisha?
Nisha?
Drive slowly.
I'm sorry.
If this campaign presentation goes off well…
Hello.
Hi handsome.
Who…?
So now, I'm, who am I?
Excuse me.
Oh, please.
-How are you, dear? -Fine, dear!
-How are you? -Fine.
Massage over?
No.
One of these days, I'll kill your beautician.
Why?
I don't even get to touch you. And she fingers you…
Naughty.
Remember about the party my uncle is throwing tonight?
The romance was going on well till your uncle stepped in.
-Be early. -Come on…
-And don't smoke too much. -Alright. I won't.
-Promise? -Promise.
Bye darling.
Bye.
-Who was it? -My boyfriend.
Really.
Nisha here.
Today is the 9th of September, 1976.
Good afternoon.
I know what day it is.
Very good.
The time is evening 04:32:13.
And I'm looking up the entertainment columns in the Times of India.
Very interesting.
And I'm trying hard to get my life in order.
Okay.
There's a film running in Excelsior. 40 Carats.
Nice name.
And the road on the Bombay seafront
is called the Queen's Necklace.
They say that no place in the world is as pretty as the Marine Drive.
That's what I hear too.
Have you nothing else to add?
Except, there's a meeting with a client.
The set-up I work for is new. The meeting is important.
I'm sorry, Bhishm.
Let's keep it for some other time.
Fine.
Bye, Bhishm.
Bye, Nisha.
So boss, is the work over?
Stop bossing. It's irritating.
Karan Saxena is one huge name.
Friends call me Kannu.
Kannu.
It'll take us time to get familiar.
-Now how about my reward? -Reward?
I bagged you a new client. Don't I get a treat for it?
Treat…
I'm not looking for a party. Even tea or coffee will do.
-Okay. Let us go… -On one condition.
-What? -You'll drive slowly.
-Yes. Of course. -Let's go.
Wait…
Yes?
There's something amiss.
-Amiss? -Yes. Come inside.
Did you remind him?
Yes.
-Why don't you call the office? -I called. He is out.
Where could he have gone?
At least he should've called home.
That boy has no decency, no sense of etiquette.
He keeps doing this every time.
He doesn't care for us. Why are we waiting for him?
Come on, let's go. He'll catch up with us.
-Come on. -Come.
-I'll put it on you. -No!
-Why? Don't you like it? -It's beautiful.
It's just that I have never worn a scarf.
Which is precisely why I'm giving you this.
Your button.
Looks great!
What do you say Mr?
-Looks great on him! -Just what I thought.
-Come on. -I'll take that.
Paid.
Let's go.
-Hey, I have an idea! -What?
Let's buy something to eat. Like biryanis, kebabs etc…
…and let's go home and give ourselves a treat.
Why not… why not.
There we are.
Come. Feel at home.
Why don't you warm the dishes while I chill the beer?
You want me to stuff my face with food and become fat and ugly!
So you can go and marry someone else!
The fridge is stuffed!
Don't eat. Who asked you to eat?
That's like asking me not to make love to you.
At last I know that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.
Thanks!
The problem with intellectuals like you is that…
…you look for answers in books.
So far removed from life!
Not far removed from you.
That's all I need out of life.
Nice to know that.
But if you want to keep your man firmly in your grasp…
…make sure you make him hog all his life.
Which makes you my hog!
By the way… I'm a very strict man.
Better be informed. Don't repent it later.
After the wedding you're leaving the job.
And you're selling this apartment.
-And what am I supposed to do? -Lie in waiting. For me.
You'll cook for me. You'll feed me.
And you'll look after my house… and about half a dozen kids.
No… you'll mother two or three.
What if I refuse?
I told you I'm strict.
When I get angry… I'm likely to give you a thrashing.
How about thrashing me now?
What?
Did I say something?
You said something like…
How about thrashing me now?
Don't you like to eat? You haven't been eating.
Some more.
You seem to like making sure that people eat.
But you seem to be lost in something.
If I make friends with you, you'll gorge me to death.
My dear niece, this surely is the sign of being in love.
-Like what? -Like being lost.
And not liking anything else.
Not even my anniversary party.
-I don't understand a word. -How can you?
Your man is nowhere to be seen.
So you stand in waiting…
…waiting and waiting for him to come.
Uncle, for God's sake! Please leave me alone.
-My dear man… -Yes, sir?
I have a request.
Will you please sing
for the audience?
Sure!
-No! Not classical! -What then?
Something more rustic. Close to the soil.
Say a folk song?
As you wish.
A dot on her forehead.
Eyes sleepless.
She waits…
…for her lover…
…to come to her.
For her lover to come to her.
The party is getting lively.
Like the falling leaf…
…her heart is a flutter.
Her heart misses a beat.
The red veil slips.
The veil slips.
Her lover is coming!
She is in melancholy.
She thirsts for her lover.
They ridicule her.
Their eyes vex her.
Her lover is coming.
Listen to me.
It's past midnight.
He isn't coming.
Go away. Go home.
He isn't coming.
Great!
He isn't coming.
Here comes the lover boy.
I had to sing a whole song! For your sake.
Sorry to be late.
-Anyway, happy birthday. -Thanks.
Any leftovers for Karan?
What a lovely sari. This is my favorite color.
-Hi. -Yes, darling.
Come here.
-Are you talking to me? -Yes.
One minute.
-Hello, Mrs. Singh. -Hello.
How lovely.
-Has Mr. Singh not come? -No, he didn't come.
Very bad! No point going out alone once you're married.
One plus point about marriages if any at all…
…is the license to bore each other.
Never come to parties alone.
-Okay. -Timsi.
Yes, darling?
You were telling me something, weren't you?
Hi, Mini.
Hi. How are you?!
I'm fine. Have you meet my husband?
He's a very busy man. He just walked in.
I've a very ambitious and hard working husband.
Darling, this is Mini.
She's learning classical music from my uncle.
-How do you do. -Hello.
Excuse me. Timsi, come here.
But you haven't met everyone.
-Hello, Mrs. Mathur. -Hello.
-How are you? -Fine. Thank you.
Have you met my husband?
My late coming husband, you know.
That was rude!
I've been trying to talk to you for the past hour
and you're fishing for sympathy.
You are humiliating me in front of everybody!
You think you're above everyone else.
Neither do you care about anyone nor do you respect them.
You think your wife is a doormat!
It's not like the world is ending!
What have I done? Who is dead?
No need to raise your voice. We're talking sweet nothings.
Not for the public to hear--
Let this be crystal clear, Timsi.
Don't you dare to misbehave with me! You'll regret it.
And you better get this straight, Mr. Karan Saxena!
Keep your hands to yourself when you talk to me!
Got it?
Let's see how the drama unfolds.
Enough with the papers already.
What should I do then?
Talk to them.
Relax, it's normal for them to fight at this age.
Quarrels by day, reconciliations by night.
-Don't you remember our time together? -It was different back then.
We used to endure everything, but girls these days…
pack up and leave at the slightest inconvenience.
It's completely silent in there.
I hope I haven't forgotten anything.
Give me a call from the office if you have.
I'll have the chauffeur send it over.
You didn't ask me when I'll be back tonight.
Does it matter?
You come home whenever you feel like it.
I'll get your milk.
Another bounced check!
What about the checks I signed?
If the checks aren't cashed, the company will lose credibility.
Call Mehta and tell him the check bounced.
He should deposit cash in the bank before 11:00 a.m.
If that can't be arranged, take cash from the office
and deposit it. Got it? Out!
-Good morning, Mr. Saxena. -Good morning, Ms. Nisha.
-Hello, Mr. Sharma. -Hello.
Excuse me.
Is something wrong?
Nothing much.
A client's check bounced.
As usual.
Boss, don't worry. This is trivial.
Strapped for cash?
That's just a smile away.
One party, a few smiles and we'll find ourselves a sucker.
Well, let's drop it.
What?
We'll cancel today's program.
Which program?
Slipped out of your mind already?
Sorry, I'm disturbed.
I've a headache since morning.
The trip to Khandala today for Mr. Dave--
Oh, hell! Yes, of course.
-Right! It's Saturday today! -Doesn't matter.
You aren't in a good mood.
-We'll go some other day. -No way.
Mr. Dave's file…
Let's go to Khandala. An outing would do a lot of good
-for the mood. -Let's do it, boss.
This is the site for the banner.
Nice site. Good visibility.
Who owns the site?
Maybe Mehta and Co.
Talk to them. Let's hire it.
Shall I tell you something?
Not business. Just a casual remark.
Have you ever tried wearing whites? You'd look great in whites.
I'll try it out someday.
Drive slowly. And switch off the radio.
What?
I am driving very carefully.
Note this.
Start.
From this day, I hand over the gears of my life to you!
Won't you even ask my opinion?
Asking is for those who aren't sure of themselves.
I might refuse you.
When a woman says no, she means yes.
-That's a old hat. -But it still applies.
Hey, are you talking marriage?
Life, and gears, and all that…
Lovely analogy, isn't it?
Won't you praise me?
Want to hear my decision?
Say no, if you dare to.
I'll pick you up on my horse…
No, I won't have the guts to do that.
I'll pick you up in my car.
What an analogy! Lovely!
Wow. Thank you.
Look this.
Speed breakers.
Our lives seem to be stalling, Nisha.
Let's shift gears.
Else life might just grind to a halt. Forever.
Hey… there goes someone's wheel!
-Oh, God! -Your wheel… not someone else's!
Now go and get it.
Stop.
But how did it come off?
Now what?
Dump the wheel, shut the canopy,
and walk… what else?
There's a hotel nearby, 15-minute walk.
-And the car? -The car ends up there too.
There's a mechanic next to the hotel. He'll fix the car.
Forward march!
Alright.
In the season of romances…
Romance touches the heart.
Let's take a road to somewhere far, far away.
Somewhere far, far away.
I have found a kindred soul.
I have found someone with passion in her heart.
Why hold myself back?
Let's take a road to somewhere far, far away.
The music of love brings two hearts close.
They walk with each other in love.
But they will lose each other.
Today, let me lose myself.
I ask for no more.
Only these few moments that we share.
Let us enjoy this journey.
Let's take a road to somewhere far, far away.
These moments of joy…
These wonderful sights.
These moments of ecstasy…
I am overwhelmed.
Hold me in your arms.
Cry for me
In passion.
Let's forget the world.
Come closer.
Let us be one.
Let's take a road to Somewhere far, far away.
I'd rather not…
Let's take a road to Somewhere far, far away.
I'd rather not…
I want make a call to Bombay.
Can I get a line?
What?
I want to make trunk call to Bombay. May I…?
Please dial zero and ask for the number.
Okay.
Operator this is 446. I like to call Bombay please.
You…?
You… here?!
Yes.
Have you anything to say?
-No! I have nothing to say! -But I have!
And I shall surely say it!
-Come, what may! -What?
Stop asking questions, and look into my eyes. You'll know!
I pushed that junk of a car at a hundred through this rain.
I hit the gutters thrice. Stalled four times.
Look at my condition! I also hurt myself.
Don't know where it hurts, though.
In the head?
Right! In the head. So you see?
Now give me a straight answer.
Will you marry me?
Or won't you?
I…
Give me time to think!
This is all so sudden!
I give you 15 seconds.
15 seconds?
Five…
Ten…
If I don't say yes,
are you going to kill me?
Precisely.
Which means you're in love with me?
15 seconds!
Hello.
Darling… I won't be back tonight.
My car broke down on the highway.
And no civilization in sight. This place is full of forests.
It's okay.
You aren't cross, are you?
No.
I love you, darling.
I love you.
I'll get going as soon as the car gets fixed tomorrow morning.
Tell mummy.
Bye, darling.
Was it Karan?
Yes.
What was he saying?
His car has broken down.
He won't be back tonight.
Where was he calling from?
Want to call someone? Go on.
Whom…?
Someone must be waiting for you.
Waiting…?
Someone could be anxious for you?
For me…?
Can I ask something?
Go on.
I hope you won't mind.
I stopped minding a long time ago.
-Feel free to ask. -You are so beautiful.
Thank you.
And educated.
You must have many acquaintances.
There are several.
But acquaintances aren't friends.
But you must have friends?
But one doesn't strike a friendship with all friends.
But there must be friendships… It is impossible that you have no friends!
Impossible…?
Many years ago…
it's been ages…
…a century ago…
I broke away from life.
Then why am I still alive?
For no reason…
at all.
Because…
I haven't…
Nisha…
I'm sorry, Ms. Nisha!
I didn't mean to do this! It was inadvertent…
Excuse me. Nisha.
She needs love baby. Hearts of love.
I'm sorry, Ms. Nisha!
He's just a poor kid.
If he wants, we could help him.
Love thy neighbour. Why not?
Given a chance…
Get up, you bastard.
This will teach you to respect the lady.
Come on, Nisha.
Here we are.
So?
-So what's your program? -Tired. I'll go home and crash.
Take the day off. Get some rest. No need to attend office.
-See you tomorrow. -Okay. Bye.
-Bye. -Bye.
Romance touches the heart.
Let's take a road to somewhere far, far away
Good morning, darling.
You're stinking of booze.
I just had a beer last night.
Look, if you don't like it. I'll give up beer too.
You needn't make such a great sacrifice for me!
Just don't meet your father. You'll make him unhappy.
Why are you talking like this?
-You don't understand? -Timsi.
Don't you pick a fight with me up in the morning.
You're becoming rude. I've noticed that.
Not to take notice of me. This is the way I am.
-What's wrong with you? -I've gone mad! Rabid!
Anything else?
What's your problem?
Today you'll talk to him.
Don't act like a child. Oh! I know you don't love me anymore.
You don't come home early. You don't even take me out.
But I never expected you to start lying to me!
-Lying? What nonsense is this? -You aren't lying?
The forest from where you called me from, had a phone!
With music playing in the background! How innovative!
If you wanted to enjoy yourself you should've told me straight.
Darling…
-The car really broke down. -I don't want to hear anything!
Kannu.
Sit down.
Your mother was telling me that your wife isn't keeping in good cheer.
I'm not going to give you a lecture.
And I'm not being patronizing.
But as a father, I'll tell you that…
…love means faith.
And marriage means a world of sacrifices.
It's all about adjustments and responsibilities.
Your wife is young.
She waits all day for you to come home to her.
Son, maybe you should take her out.
My lover is cross with me.
I don't know why.
That makes life hard for me.
Why is my lover cross with me?
That makes life hard for me.
I am pleading with her.
But she won't listen to me.
That makes life hard for me.
My lover is cross with me.
You might be furious with me.
But I'm not leaving your hand.
If you don't want to be embarrassed in public.
You will listen to me.
I will have my fights with you. I will make love only to you.
This is making life hard for me.
My lover is cross with me.
This anger is a sham.
She is fiery and then she wilts.
This anger is a sham.
She is fiery and then she wilts.
That's why I want to kiss her.
Your lips are turned down. But there's sparkle in your eyes!
You just don't give up!
That makes life hard for me.
I am pleading with you. But you won't listen to me.
That makes life hard for me
She has wilted at last!
This makes life easier.
My lover has wilted at last.
Loafer! Scram! No love making in public places.
We aren't loafers. This is my wife!
Wife!
Every loafer who comes here with a girl says she's my wife!
If loafers like you were all saying the truth…
There wouldn't a single bachelor left in the whole country!
Shut up, and come to the police station.
Police station?
-Why? What have we done? -You'll sing after two slaps.
I'm a tough one. You'll see. And my boss is tougher.
He must be daft.
What did you say?
-What? -Nothing, sir.
Darling, please tell the constable that we're husband and wife.
-Husband and wife! -Yes!
You aren't even of age!
And you say you're husband and wife!
-Are you trying to fool me?! -No sir!
-Tell him. -You must be from a good family!
And you go around with a loafer like him?
Thank God that you came, constable!
Else I would've been ruined!
What kind of a joke is this?!
I swear it!
I have a penchant for arriving in the nick of time!
Don't be afraid. Tell me what happened.
He said, Come, I'll take you out for an ice cream.
What… he said he'd take you out for an ice cream?
Yes!
-He said that? -Yes!
-Goodness! -This is where he brought me!
-Here! In the dark! -Look… he's going to hit me!
Don't you hit her! And don't you interrupt the investigation!
So did he buy you ice cream?
No ice creams! Just an ice candy!
And then he started groping!
Don't you dare to make trouble! How dare you? In front of me!
-Please! I'm a respectable man! -I've seen lots like you!
Constable… please take him away!
Please take him away!
I'll see you, Timsi!
So you've been drinking moonshine on duty?
No sir!
There's a licensed bar behind my house.
I just breathe in the fumes once in a while.
-Just breathing gives you a high? -Oh no, not at all, sir.
You still say, he accosted you?
Don't you go by appearances, sir.
The more innocent looking, are the worse scoundrels.
These innocent-looking idiots.
Shut up!
Inspector, I told the constable that we are married.
My husband would never even look at another woman.
We begged to him.
I even showed him my wedding necklace.
But the constable said, my boss is a tough cop!
We tried to reason with him, but he wouldn't listen. He dragged us here.
Is she the same one?
-Constable! -Yes, sir.
The police are meant to help the public.
Yes, sir.
Not to harass the public.
Yes, sir.
After a whole year, is this the case you book?
-Yes, sir. -What? Yes, sir!
Sorry for the mistake. May I leave now?
-Where are you going? -To book another case.
Shut up!
Yes, sir.
I apologize for the trouble.
Never mind. Men make mistakes.
Thank you, inspector.
Thank you.
Good day, constable.
Ice cream.
-Are you happy tonight? -Guess.
I want to hear it from you.
When you are with me, I'm so happy.
-Don't ever leave me! -Never!
-What happened? -Feeling thirsty.
Thirsty? Come along.
Excuse me.
You're Karan Saxena, aren't you?
Yeah.
I am Bhishm.
I wanted to congratulate you. Now that we happen to meet…
Congratulate me for what? I do not understand.
Even since you walked into Nisha's life, she is a changed woman.
She's happy, takes interest in what she is doing.
She was sick and tired of life.
You've changed Nisha's life.
My pleasure.
Hello.
Nisha here.
Hello.
Hello communication.
Lisa, Timsi here.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Saxena.
Good afternoon.
Is my husband there?
He's on his way to Juhu, visiting a client.
He will be lunching at the Holiday Inn.
Okay. Thank you.
Bye.
Dessert?
-Coffee. -Coffee.
Two coffees, and not too fast please.
Aren't you going back to the office?
The day's quota is over.
The formal letter to the client can be sent tomorrow.
What will you do for the rest of the day?
I'll loaf around.
Excuse me. What would you like to have?
Coffee.
Nisha, shut your eyes.
-Why? -Just shut your eyes.
Don't you do anything naughty?
Then guess.
No.
I want to be surprise.
You will be surprise.
-First shut your eyes. -Okay.
-Ready. -Ready.
It's beautiful.
Thank you.
Oh, come on.
Waiter the bill please.
-Please follow that car. -Okay.
-Hi! -Hi!
-Enjoying life? -How can a poor man enjoy life?
It's rich folks like you who enjoy life.
Don't fib me.
What about your pretty passengers?
Who knows where you take them?
What about your pretty passenger?
-Where did they go? -They turned right.
But you were supposed to follow them.
Don't worry. We'll find them.
Do one thing. Turn right.
He's not here either. Where could he have gone?
Stop!
One dress circle, please.
Thank you.
Darling, weren't you at the office today?
-Why? -Just asking. I had called.
Anything important?
Can't a wife call her husband unless there's something important?
I wanted to take you out for lunch.
-Had you told me in the morning… -It came to my mind later.
I wanted to have lunch at the Copper Chimney.
And later, we'd have coffee at the Holiday Inn Coffee Shop.
Fine. Let's do it tomorrow.
There's a big difference between today and tomorrow, darling.
Who knows what is going to happen tomorrow?
-Well what…? -A matter of mood, you know.
You never know how the mood swings.
I guess so…
Darling…
You haven't seen the film 40 Carats yet, have you?
Why?
I just heard that it's a great movie.
You know, the hero is a 20-year old…
…who romances a 40-year old woman.
Timsi, what are you trying to get at?!
Don't bother darling.
Go to sleep.
-Keep it there. -Okay.
May I?
Mr. Karan Saxena.
Yes, Mr. Bhishm.
Your wife hasn't come?
She's unwell.
I'm sorry to here that.
Kannu.
Excuse me.
Mr. Karthik.
Mr. Karan Saxena.
-How do you do, sir? -Pleasure to meet you.
So what were you saying?
If we could use inflation to project a common man's soap…
…and budget is no consideration.
We could spend 500,000, or say 600,000 on the publicity.
But I'd like you to take a personal interest in the project.
Don't worry. I'll do my best.
You'll find a fat check on your desk tomorrow morning.
Thank you, Mr. Karthik.
Well cheers to that.
Excuse me.
-Hope you enjoy the party. -Thank you.
Hello.
May I speak to Mr. Karan Saxena?
Oh, yes. Just a minute.
Kannu.
-Kannu. -Yeah.
-For me. -Excuse me.
Karan Saxena here.
Hello.
Come on speak up. Hello.
Hello.
Hello…
Let us celebrate love.
Let us toast to love this evening.
Before nightfall no one knows…
…what the evening promises.
Come, let's celebrate.
I have only one desire
which is to
make love to you.
So what if we are tainted?
Why care for the world?
Once passions are spent,
nothing really matters
Let us celebrate love.
Let us toast to love this evening.
Let us celebrate love.
With you in my arms, I soar.
My sorrows are spent.
Let nothing stand
in the way of our lips.
The invitation is made.
Can anyone hold back?
Let us celebrate love.
Let us toast to love this evening.
Before nightfall no one knows…
…what the evening promises.
Let us celebrate love.
Well, Mr. Bhishm…
How was your evening?
Are you in the frame of mind to ask questions or take answers?
Of course.
I'm not drinking for the first time.
But for the first time… you are getting carried away.
Meaning…?
Nisha, have I the right to ask you something… to tell you something?
Yes. Grant.
Okay, you have the right.
Will you take the trouble to explain what you are up to?
You're playing with fire!
Bhishm.
You are surprised? Don't be.
Hear me out. Think it over. And try to understand…
…before you give me a reply.
What's wrong with you?
I've had such a lovely evening!
Do you want to spoil it?
No, you're ruining my intoxication.
Which is just what I intend to do…
and the sooner the better.
I don't get this.
Try. Look within yourself.
Look for the answer inside your head.
Listen to your conscience. Search your soul.
I'm telling you the truth. What are you getting at?
I don't understand a word. I don't even understand…
…why you are telling me all this?
How long will you deceive yourself?
Wake up!
It happened a long time ago. Accept it.
He isn't Shashi Sehgal. He is Karan Saxena.
Agreed that he's a look-alike.
You might even find common traits.
Like the way he smiles, the way he speaks…
…the way he looks at you, the way he comes across…
…but under no circumstance can he become Shashi Sehgal. No way.
Because Shashi Sehgal is history.
Mark my words, Nisha. Shashi Sehgal isn't going to die out.
I'll pursue you through life… some way or the other.
So as long as I'm alive, I'm going to live it up!
What difference would it make to you if I die?
Marry my friend Bhishm.
He's in love with you just like me.
Do you even realize what you are saying?
Don't mind me. I was just being frank.
That isn't being frank. That's unwanted talking.
As you please. But don't mind, please.
Drive slowly.
Come on, Ms. Nisha!
Live life in the fast lane.
Enjoy yourself.
Who knows what tomorrow holds?
What do you stand to lose… if you drive slowly?
I want to savor life!
What life would it be to stop, stoop and stare before every step?
Nisha.
Shashi is no more.
-He has left us. -No!
You're lying! You are wrong!
Someone like Shashi can never die!
The fountainhead of life…
…someone who gives to life the very zest of living cannot die!
He can never die!
I shall never accept this!
He can never die! I shall never accept this!
No!
Come to terms with it, Nisha. How long will you chase a mirage?
Come out of this illusion.
How long will you live this fantasy?
You're out to destroy your own life.
And in the process, you're going to ruin the lives of innocent people.
Karan Saxena isn't Shashi Sehgal.
Besides, Karan is married.
Bhishm, what you did just now, wasn't the right thing to do.
All for my own good, isn't it?
Yet what you've done, is no good.
I was living a dream.
I was cheating myself.
But I was alive!
The mirage…
…it was my excuse to go on living.
But now…
…even that is gone.
I have nothing now.
Nothing to live for!
Timsi didn't even inform us before she went to her uncle's house.
She'll come back the way she left.
Did she tell you anything before she left?
No.
-She was looking unhappy. -So what do I do?
If you don't do it, who will?
You started the fight, didn't you?
I never fight with her. I'm not mad. She's always raging.
-For every little thing… -Don't I know you?
Visit her on your way to the office.
I don't have time. I'm already late.
-The office isn't running away. -I'll see her this evening.
Marriage isn't playing with toys.
You don't walk out for some little thing.
-Marriage is sacred. -Be quiet now.
At least you should've asked him who this woman is.
And how he knows her.
One little fight, and she packs her bags and walks out.
What is the matter, Karan? You look disturbed.
-You are not married, right? -Yes. Why?
Don't get married! You'll be ruined!
Do I hear you say that? But yours is a love marriage.
Fine as long as it's love only. But don't get married.
Even the prettiest of them become typical wives after the wedding.
I had such hopes! Such dreams about life!
Wanted a wife who'd stand beside me… who'd make my dreams come true.
And all I have is one big question staring at me in the face!
Where did you eat? Why are you late?
Why did you drink whisky?
On and on and on… day in and day out!
She didn't think even once about what I'm going through.
The business is new. I'm strapped for cash.
And today, all of a sudden, she walked out on me!
-Why? -No idea!
Forget it.
-Wow! -What's it?
I made it!
-My account is over. -What happen?
All thanks to Nisha.
Look at this! A check for 50,000. And a 500,000 contract!
That's a good news.
All thanks to Nisha. What a woman!
She can see straight through a man!
She knows what a man is looking for!
She even knows what the next question is going to be!
No questions asked. No answers given.
She's the reason for my success.
She knows my every weakness. And she takes care of it
-Hush. She might hear you. -I'll tell her myself.
I must give her this fantastic news.
Nisha!
Where's she gone?
I here by resigns.
Resigns.
What is the matter, Karan?
Where is she gone?
We were lost.
Lost ground.
I'd rather not…
So you see, I've done what you conned me into.
Do you regret it?
No.
Not at all.
Life hasn't dealt with me fairly.
Though they are sad…
…my memories are enough for me to live by.
And not a thought for yourself?
No.
I might not be loyal.
But I'm not adulterous either.
What are you doing here?
This is what I don't like, Bhishm.
Why call out to someone, who is leaving?
Can you even hear me?
You might have decided not to turn back.
But you can look at me, can't you?
All morning, I've been trying to break the past.
I don't want to look back.
But you're holding me back.
Waiter… large.
Waiter…
bill.
Didn't you find her?
Who?
Your Miss Nisha.
The woman you're madly in love!
What nonsense!
I'm not the one who's saying this.
People who know you are talking.
Your employees are laughing.
No, not at you… they're laughing at me.
Why have you come to my office? What do you want?
Just walked in.
They say it's my husband's office.
So I thought, it's my office too.
You know one girl remarked… poor thing, Mrs. Karan Saxena.
And ever since, I've been wondering when did I become a poor thing?
Can you tell that to me, darling?
Why do people think that I'm a poor thing?
Aren't you ashamed?!
You've been gossiping with my staffers about me!
Why get worked up, darling?
What more can the wife do, poor thing?
Enough is enough. Don't harass me.
-Go home now. -Why?
-Is Nisha coming? -Timsi!
She is not coming back.
Women like her are best for short flings.
A brief flirtation, milking the host and then it's goodbye!
Mind you, there are more libidinous, young, and wealthy men…
…in this city than you.
Shut up…
We gave her away in marriage. We didn't sell her into slavery.
We thought that he is young and impressionable.
He goes around with other women and now he strikes his wife!
He's shameless!
And we aren't paupers. We can support her for life.
Bravo, my boy!
You make me proud!
You bring great honor to our family!
You strike a woman! Very brave indeed!
But won't you see her faults, Dad?
Is it not wrong in invade my office and try to create a scene?
And who's responsible for it?
Not I.
Think before you speak.
You aren't in court. You're talking to your father.
Had I been one of those old hidebound types…
I would've skinned you.
But I'll give you one more chance.
Remember, getting married was your decision.
You haven't hired a secretary,
nor is she your mistress.
You…
You're just berating me.
A woman is weak, delicate, fragile.
She has to be cared for.
You've seen glass packages labeled as "Handle With Care".
It is a man's duty, his right and his honor to protect…
…his women, and to keep them happy, come what may.
That's my tragedy. I've been told what to do, what not to do…
…what is right and what is wrong all my life?
Don't go here. Don't do that.
I have no identity of my own.
Nor am I capable to think for myself.
So you won't apologize to your wife?
Daddy…
Please let me decide what I should do.
Please dad. I want to live my own life.
Alright, son, I will not impose myself upon you.
I will not take advantage of being your father.
But get this clear.
If you want to live with me you'll live as Ram Prasad Saxena's son.
Not as Karan Saxena.
Mrs. Karan Saxena's uncle was here.
She wants to file for divorce.
I am in no position to give an opinion.
My actions have hurt people.
But how am I responsible?
Can you tell me that, Bhishm? How much of it is my fault?
Meet Mrs. Karan. Dispel her doubts.
That might heal her wounds.
Why have you come here? Have you left anything undone?
Timsi I…
Who gave you the right to call me as Timsi?
I'm not yet divorced.
You may address me as Mrs. Karan Saxena.
What I've come to tell you is that before taking this step…
…you should've asked me about the relationship…
I share with Mr. Karan Saxena.
You want me to tell you?
Are you prepared to hear it from me? I hope you won't be embarrassed.
There's a glass wall between us.
We can observe each other.
But we cannot relate.
You expect me to not believe…
…what I have seen with my own eyes, what I have heard?
Trust your eyes and ears. But don't lose control over yourself.
Listen to me.
Get over this misunderstanding.
I am many years your elder. I have seen more of life.
Don't destroy your life.
I have resigned from the job.
Love isn't something as pretty as a flower.
Nor is love just a matter of seasons.
You have to sacrifice a lot for the sake of a relationship.
Try to understand, if you can.
Excuse me.
Is this Shalimaar Apartment?
Yes.
Try hard and you'd even find God!
I called her up her residence she doesn't pick up the phone.
I've gone mad trying to find her!
This Nisha is really elusive!
I've been looking for her forever!
She's the only thing on my mind!
But I'm not giving up
until I've found her.
-Forgive me for bothering you. -What nonsense is this?
Why are you after me?
I have resigned from your job!
I have nothing more to do with you.
Nothing more to do with me?
Nisha has nothing more to do with me?
The Nisha you're looking for doesn't live here anymore.
-You? Here? -Not happy to see me here?
Not happy at all.
But you should be happy.
Your wish has been fulfilled.
She has thrown me out.
Good.
Kids like you should be dealt with only that way.
You couldn't bear to see me happy.
You have destroyed my business, my family!
-Karan! -You can't bear to see me happy.
You're jealous of me! Jealous!
I said shut up!
Desire has blinded you.
You cannot even understand!
Try and get this if you can.
Nisha isn't in love with you.
She's in love with a fantasy.
No doubt she liked you.
But that's because you look like
someone who has been dead for ages.
Nisha sees her past in you.
That's why, she took up the job.
That's why, she kept seeing you.
That's why, she did everything to make you happy.
I know age is no bar for falling in love.
But you fell in love with someone who has stopped living long ago.
She is scarred.
But she has gotten over her illusion.
Try to understand if you can.
What nonsense is this?
Why are you after me? Who am I to you?
Desire has blinded you. You cannot even understand!
Go away! I have resigned from your job! I have nothing more to do with you.
Nisha isn't in love with you. She's in love with a fantasy.
What nonsense is this? Why are you after me?
-You cannot even understand! -What…
Nisha's search…
Nisha isn't in love with you. She's in love with a fantasy.
No!
This can't be true! Never!
Tell me this is a lie!
-Get a hold of yourself, Nisha. -Please tell me this is a lie.
-Pull yourself together. -Please tell me this is a lie.
Stay strong, Nisha.
Karan is out of danger.
He's all right.
No.
You shouldn't go in there right now.
It's their problem.
Let them solve it.
Look at what you've done to yourself.
You've been crying a lot too.
I made the mistake of treating my journey as my destination.
Even I left you.
I was a victim of my fantasies.
No. It's my fault.
I shouldn't have suspected you.
So, we're past that bend now.
Will you be able to forgive me, Kannu?
I should be the one apologizing.
No! I should!
Darling.
-Forgive me. -Darling…
-Mr. Ram Prasad. -Yes?
Do you know why the fire is lit during weddings?
Why?
To protect marriage from conflicts and misunderstandings.
Wow! otect marriage from conflicts and misunderstandings.